The trial was still ongoing.
Yun Jin continued her climb through the tower, while An Tong followed the arrangements he and Yun Jin had agreed upon beforehand, steadily organizing the disciples.
In the disciple quarters, only a handful of elite disciples had earned the right to stay. Most had to reside in the common disciple area.
Even so, they were overjoyed.
The rich spiritual energy was one thing, but after moving in they found their minds sharper, their thoughts more agile. Problems that had once stumped them suddenly became clear. This alone was enough to make even disciples from the Holy Land envious.
By the second day, some disciples were still undergoing trials. Everyone below the Unity stage had already finished.
So far, there were only twelve elite disciples. The rest were ordinary disciples.
Yue Zhao, Si Wanning, and Yu Songnian all successfully became elite disciples.
As for elders and stewards, they should have had their own accommodations, but Yun Jin had yet to release the necessary tokens to rebuild them. Truthfully, many of them preferred moving into the disciple quarters anyway.
So Yun Jin instructed An Tong in advance that all cultivators at Unity or above were to stay in the core disciple area for the time being.
It was a special privilege, but there was reason for it. She had only two months to raise the sect to the standards of a super sect. High-end combat power had to be strengthened first.
An Tong then guided the new disciples into the library to select appropriate cultivation methods.
Armed with fresh techniques, the disciples threw themselves into training with newfound confidence, alternating between cultivation and climbing the tower.
For a time, the Wushuang Sect was ablaze with fervor.
An Tong was deeply moved.
He nearly wept.
The heavens knew how rare this sight was.
The old disciples of Wushuang Sect…
They had never been so diligent.
"Young Master's guidance is extraordinary, truly extraordinary!" An Tong was nearly in tears.
After a thousand years, the Wushuang Sect was finally rising again. With just the disciple quarters and the trial tower as town-securing artifacts, the disciples' strength would soon catch up to the average Holy Land disciple, and then surpass them.
By the fifth day, Qin Ping finally emerged from the tower.
He had cleared the fifth floor but fell at the sixth.
His face glowed with satisfaction.
Clearly, he had gained much.
Now, only one person remained in the tower, having never once emerged—Yun Jin.
And Yun Jin had already reached a staggering seventy-three floors.
When Qin Ping saw her ranking, he was stunned.
Seventy-three floors?
He had exhausted every method he could think of, and still he had only reached the sixth.
That floor alone had been monstrous.
But Yun Jin had already advanced to seventy-three. The thought of it was terrifying.
Qin Ping could only sigh.
The Sect Master truly was the Sect Master.
She had already slain Mahayana cultivators despite only being in Unity.
Clearing a trial tower was nothing to her.
Qin Ping no longer hurried to leave. He didn't even rush back into the tower. He simply stood before the ranking monument, waiting with anticipation.
When the Sect Master emerged, her strength would surely soar again. She was already so frighteningly strong, and she was about to advance even further?
It was almost unthinkable.
Unthinkable, yet irresistible.
He had to witness this miracle with his own eyes.
And he was not alone in his thoughts.
As Yun Jin's floor count rose higher and higher, more and more disciples gathered before the monument.
They had all been immersed in cultivation these past few days. After all, they were poor children, and now that they had access to such resources, they could hardly resist the urge to train.
But now…
To witness Yun Jin's climb, they were willing to pause their cultivation.
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Inside the trial tower.
Yun Jin was still advancing, unhurried.
If she had fought with all her strength, she might have cleared the tower already.
But the creatures here were fascinating, and she preferred to observe them before striking. That habit alone cost her much time.
Now she had reached the eightieth floor.
Before her appeared eighty giant pythons.
Yun Jin raised a brow.
Their aura was still at Unity's peak, but the further she climbed, the more formidable her opponents became. These pythons were already of the same tier as lava dragons. Fighting such super-spirit beasts at equal cultivation was sheer lunacy.
Yun Jin couldn't help but wonder.
Besides her, could anyone else even reach this floor?
Not anytime soon.
But in the future, perhaps.
Because…
The tower might be hellishly difficult, but its rewards were equally astonishing.
Once disciples accumulated enough treasures and rewards, they would inevitably transform, and eventually, they would reach these heights too.
As before, Yun Jin studied the pythons carefully, observing their attacks. Once she was certain she had seen all they had to offer, she dispatched them swiftly.
Floor by floor, her experience broadened.
And then…
The eighty-first floor.
The moment she stepped in, Yun Jin's eyes narrowed.
Gone were the ancient beasts.
What appeared before her were—
Demons.
This floor was filled with demons. Not just any demons, but high-ranking ones. This time, the tribe was the Evil Eye clan. They bore a third eye upon their foreheads, an eye that granted them strange powers.
The human race had not yet gone to all-out war with the demon race, so understanding of their abilities was still limited.
Yun Jin suddenly realized.
This trial tower was the perfect chance to study demons. If each floor from here presented a high-tier clan, she could map out their strengths and secrets. She did not fear them herself, but if she recorded everything, the human race could gain invaluable intelligence.
When war came, countless lives might be spared.
This was a natural opportunity to research the demon race—one the demons themselves would never suspect. In the next instant, eighty peak-Unity Evil Eye demons attacked. Unlike the ancient beasts, they wielded formations. In moments, they had set up an unfamiliar array.
Yun Jin did not recognize it, but she memorized it all the same. If her goal were simply to clear the floor, the better choice would have been to strike before the formation was complete.
But for Yun Jin, passing trials was not the challenge.
The chance to learn about the demon race was what mattered most.
The array solidified. The third eyes of the demons all opened at once.
Yun Jin deliberately held back. For a brief moment, her spirit wavered, as though dazed.
The next breath, she dispelled it.
But the relentless mental attacks surged toward her from every direction. Her lips curved slightly, thoughtful.
So the Evil Eye clan's primary weapon was spiritual assault.
She defended with ease while continuing to observe.
The demons, seeing her unruffled, intensified their attacks.
To her surprise, she discovered that their third eye was not only for psychic strikes but also for glimpses of foresight. At its peak, the eye could even be torn out and detonated like a self-destructing treasure.
When eighty such demon eyes exploded in unison, empowered by their formation, Yun Jin gauged the force. It was at the level of Tribulation stage cultivator.